The more one has suffered, the less one demands. To protest is a sign one has traversed no hell.
One hardly saves a world without ruling it.
Between Ennui and Ecstasy unwinds our whole experience of time.
Melancholy: an appetite no misery satisfies.
Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.
What are you waiting for in order to give up?